Ty Faske | 316

Ty looked at the people trying to help him and stuck out his hands, if he could just get out of these gloves. He turned his head and looked at Waylon and Clara,"Is there any chance he could have survived?" So there were more than 10 levels of hostility? Ty had been told there were only 10, and that was that, he never questioned it. He had never met Zane, but he couldn't have been that bad of a guy if he sacrificed himself to save people he called monsters.

Allison looked at the gloves and looked for a lock. "Who's your caretaker? They should have a key or something." She said as she looked at him.

Halfblind snorted and pushed fallen hair out of her face. "Doubtful. If there's anything past ten, it's likely to murder us the moment it gets the chance."

"No..." the woman answered after a moment. And to think she had just started to warm up to the man! "He was dead the moment he decided to safe those that stayed behind." She rubbed her face a bit before running her fingures through her hair. "But we shouldn't think about that, what we shoul-" her sentence was cut short as Waylon was thrown forward by the door. Clara rushed to his side and helped him up before going to slam the door shut again. When the girl passed through the door she gave a confused look. "Animi?!" She exclaimed. In the confusion she had forgotten about the girl, to think this was truly one she was meant to look after. "Are you alright?!"
Waylon stood clutching his nose, which was bleeding from him having been knocked to the ground. It was fine, just a little bit of blood was all though he was still startled. As a voice called out 'hello?' He turned seeing the one eyed boy. "Odin, please keep your voice down..." Was all that was said. What else was there to say? They all knew the boy was there, there was no need for him to go about shouting.

The shadows about his hands slowly faded as his heart beat slowed. Myles looked up then, a tad confused about what was going on. After a moment he stood dusting his filthy uniform off as he did. The only people not in the same ugly tan uniform were Waylon and the woman Clara. What he would give to dress normally again.... "S-should we get going? I don't want to end up like Zane if you know what I mean..."

Halfblind replied, "Unless you want to end up as monster feed. Up or down the stairs?" As she waited for a response, she tore off a strip of cloth from her pants and tied it across her injured eye, serving as a makeshift eyepatch.

(We aren't leaving anyone right?)

Animi saw Clara."You weren't leaving me to that thing right?" she asked shaking a bit.A few black feathers fell from her wings.

Odin shrugged."no one saw me....maybe they are the ones who are half blind" he said mumbling the second part.He rubbed his eyepatch over his blind eye feeling uncomfortable

i saw wisps of shadows rising from miles hands, i walked over cautiously, "whats going on with your hands?" i asked nervously.

(i gtg for now)

"Well we are on the seventh floor, I'm not really sure where to go from here." He stopped for a moment in thought. He worked here! How did he not know where all the emergency generators were? There were six of the damned things! Waylon paced a bit. "Right if I recall it correctly there is a employee break room on each floor, but the main on is on level three. In the room across from it is the main generator room. That's where we will find the emergency generator. We should then be able to get the correct key card for the lobby then we can get out of this hell hole."

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to leave you on purpose, I
was just overwhelmed with the numbers of children I have to keep up with. And to be honest I was in shock..." Clara said hugging the girl close to her. "No hard feelings right?"

The girl scared him some and the shadows returned for a moment. As he calmed again though they disappeared. "I haven't a clue..." he said truthfully, clenching his fist lightly. That was odd, it was like every time his heart rate went up the shadows returned. This had never happened before, in fact this was the first time ever that it had happened. "I'm sure it has to do with the reason I'm here though." Myles answered though he was still oddly worried. Was this what happened when he killed those people? He had been so afraid that he hadn't been paying attention. All he knew then was that he was going to die, then he blacked out. When he woke again he was here, in his white cell locked away from the world. He had thought it to be prison at first, or maybe a mental institution though those both would have been ideal compared to this. He didn't want to think about that now, it may lead to him changing again. "So where are you going to go when you get out?" He asked changing the subject.

Allison walked over to Waylon, "What about the vents? Couldn't we use those? It might be better than having a group walk out into a hall." She said in a quite voice. She could fit in the vents easily and probably some others could to.

((I missed a lot when I was offline for a while. Would it be alright if I left the rp Hawk?))